Last night, I went to a party, would you believe it? And looking at the photos, I realise - I am not the person I was as a kid. I am not the shy sad scared child who was tormented day by day. As a young adult, I am much different. The persona I reflect is not my childhood self and I daresay, it is not fake either.
And still, I still am in many ways a sad scared child. I do have those two parts of me. My T said it's like I have my adult self - who has nothing particularly wrong with her. And my childhood self, which is deeply wounded and in need of all the things I didn't get as a kid.
Although I am confused with how to view it - let alone how to manage it.
And still, I still am in many ways a sad scared child. I do have those two parts of me. My T said it's like I have my adult self - who has nothing particularly wrong with her. And my childhood self, which is deeply wounded and in need of all the things I didn't get as a kid.
Although I am confused with how to view it - let alone how to manage it.